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fluffykiddosstuff · 2 years

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Their opinion on face sitting (NSFW)

Warnings : sexuals content, face sitting, handjob and many mores

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Markus

- please just sit on this androids face, he would do anything to pleasure you.

- don't mind about sitting on yours but is kind of nervous because androids are heavier so he makes sure he doesn't put all his weight

- doesn't jerk off while eating you out tho, he will just grab your tights to focus to give you pleasure

- buuuut if it's you who is jerking him off then this poor man is gone

- his skin features probably peels off whenever your skin and his touch, even tho you can't interface it's a reflex for his body.

- if you can't stop moaning his name, he will overstimulate you until you can't cum anymore

- your first time while face sitting would be after the androids got their rights, he was still a leader but he had less on his shoulders to carry (except you wink wink)

-after the androids law being accorded he had took you to an hotel, the time he could get some paperworks done before going back to Carl but.. This night wasn't about papers at all

- you took him on the bed because he was stressing himself too much and before you could know it you were already making out in the bed and seconds after he make you sit on his face

- he said it was the better reward for being the android leader

Connor

- this poor Android doesn't understand the need to facesit, he took a while to understand that you wanted proper sex with him but if you don't say verbally that you want to sit on his face he will not initiate it at first

- when you finally said it, he makes researches whenever he can to understand what you mean by that, he tried to ask hank about it first to seem more human but when the poor old lieutenant cough so hard that he couldn't even breath he quickly got that it wasn't the best approach to get more informations

- once he collected enough data he would organize a date (I know androids can't eat but I saw a headcanon where they eat thirium food and I thought it was really cute), after the date would take you at a hotel

- "do whatever you want but not in my house kid" that's what hank said to Connor before he got to your date and after giving money for the hotel "it would be rude to take the people you date to their own house" he said patting connor's head

- once you got into the room you couldn't keep smiling and he took a room with petals on the bed forming a heart and tamised lights too

- first it was like usual, kissing, love words exetera, then he layed down on the bed after undressing you and you sat on his face

- God he didn't imagine how good it could felt for you, would maybe want to try it out but would'nt ask for it before some time

- this tongue isn't just to take samples ;)

- let's say that for the rest of the night you didn't slept

Ralph

- at first the poor boy didn't even knew what you were talking about

- sex? Face sitting? What's all of that?

- but once you explained everything calmly to him and that he got that it wasn't hurtful for any of you he accepted

- first you got to your house because doing that at the squat was.. Weird

- you just begin with little kisses on his face and scars but before you could see it, he rolled over and make you sit on his face after ripping whatever clothes was between his mouth and his goal

- you didn't knew a such precious being could be so wild but you didn't mind tho

- would ask if you could do the same for him because he wanted to know how could it feels since he saw how you were excited

- "Ralph likes y/n like this.. He wants to know how it feels too!"

- now it's one of Ralph's favorite activities to do with you

Hank

- you were dating with hank for a little while and you hesitated to ask him if you could practice facesitting and that he would say "Jesus y/n I'm too old for these things!"

- but when you actually asked him about it, it was an another story

- if you asked him in a public space he would murmur in your ear "tonight at my house, Connor will be at Markus place" or if you are both home and that Connor is gone for the day he would say : "c'mere" and start doing the job

- he is quite experienced, he was married after all

- you would probably have red tights because of the friction of his beard but you don't mind, he finds that quite erotic too

- don't ask him that he sits on your face tho, he doesn't like that

- one or two round is enough, after all he is human and old, yes he likes it but he doesn't want to get killed by you sitting on his face (even tho he says while laughing that it could be nice to die this way)

-since of his age, he can't do things like he could when he was in his 20's so facesitting is one of his favorite things because he knows that he can handle it and make you feel good at the same time

Gavin

-wow wow wow wow hold there a second

-what are you asking ?

-would'nt be for it at first maybe says things like "na it's for pussy's anyways i like my way of holding things better"

-buuuut if you insist..he would consider it

-but don't talk to anyone about this, no matter how much he loves you he's gonna kill you if you don't shut your mouth

-actually is pretty aroused when he ears you whimper on top of him, he could cum only from that

-but don't ever tease him about that because either he will make you sexually frustrated for who knows how long or would have to punish you somehow

-if one day, ONE SINGLE DAY, he let's you eat him while he is sitting on your face, told yourself your lucky

simon

-would be so glad that you ask him directly, to him that means a lot and plus it's a sign of affection so why not ?

-man he is so sweet please just praise him already

-wouldn't mind to try, but if he doesn't like it he will tell you

-would be scared when you start to tremble because of overstimulation, but once you reassure him that it's all about pleasure, he is glued to you for some time

-caresses and soft words are his love language so he will most likely caress your tights and anything that reaches his hands

-he looks at you like your some sort of divinity while having you on his face, please don't stop him

nines

-like connor pretty confused about anything sex-like (like he doesn't know yet how to initiate it), but he would get the little hints you give him

-doesn't ask anything to anyone, he doesn't need it, he is cyberlife most avanced android right ?

-many, too many researches (even at work or at night)

-he wants you to be bold with him and sincere so don't be afraid to tell him exactly what you want (if you come with a plan or a kamasutra to show him how is facesitting, would register everything in his cpu)

-wouldn't sit on you, he isn't comfortable with that yet ( at first he says that he is made to help humans and not to be pleased)

-would close his eyes during the "processus" likes he calls it,he is deviant but that serious part of him is what attracted him to you after all

- doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy it tho, every sounds, moves, spots and picture he register of you is in his cpu and whenever he is bored and want to try new things (like masturbation) or maybe just because he wants to see how marvelous you are, he will read those files

-would maybe try to tease you (i sais try, doesn't mean he is good at it) and would continue or not, depends on your reaction

-leaves marks and bruises on your legs and stomach

kamski

-FUCKING FINALLY

-he was waiting his whole life that you ask him for that

-prepared everything in advance

-if you put lingerie or anything sexy on, oh god have mercy he will not leave you for a while

-doesn't mind receive but likes more giving

-could keep on for hours, he can't get enough of you really

-he saw you as a masterpiece, so he is honored to as you on his face

-but before or after, would ask if he can take snapshots of you and both of you, he is the creator of androids but he like these old techniques and he thinks you both look like gods from ancient greece

-he keepts these snapshots on him every single time and when he as to go for something, brings them with him to remember how much fun you will both have when he gets home

-makes you a bath and ask chloe for diner,pampers you, don't want to leave you until you are asleep

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scapegh0st · 3 months

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One-Way Mirror (Gavin Reed x Reader)

Summary: Both Gavin and Reader suck at feelings Content: NSFW 18+, gn!Reader, smut, angst, hurt/no comfort, fingerfucking, dirty talk, friends with benefits, unresolved feelings, unrequited love, basically just angsty smut Word Count: 1.6k read on ao3

You love him.

Or at least you think you do.

Sure, Gavin Reed is the resident asshole of the Detroit Police Department and he can be hard to swallow—both figuratively and literally—but he's something more to you. He's an enigma that you want to—need to—figure out.

You glance up at him from your kneeling position, one hand wrapped around his cock and the other between your legs. His head is thrown back and his bottom lip is between his teeth. You think he’s pretty like this, with his eyes shut and that screwed-up look of pleasure on his face.

When he’s like this, he doesn’t notice you staring—doesn’t make some dickish comment like “take a picture, it’ll last longer.” It’s one of the few times he’s actually quiet—besides the soft muffled sounds coming from his mouth.

You don’t think he loves you back. You really just think that he’s incapable of love, incapable of being more than this.

He lets you see him like this because you understand him—because you get him. He can call you as many names as he likes and you always shoot them back— dickwad, douchebag, asshole. He likes that about you, you think—that you can match his energy.

Your lips wrap around the head, tongue swirling around like you have to taste every inch of him. He lets out a groan—if he could sink right through the mattress, you think he would. He’s melting and you know that you’re the heat that molds him.

“Fuck… ” he mutters, one of his hands running through his hair and the other gripping your head. He doesn’t push you—he knows better—but he knows you like when he grips your hair. You hum around him before taking him deeper into your mouth.

He’s like water in your hands, slipping through despite how much you try to cup them and keep him there. He’s always two steps away even when he’s right here.

He pulls you off of him, his eyes open and he looks down at you. He’s panting and the wrinkle between his brows deepens. “I don’t wanna finish like this,” he says, a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead. “Come on, get up here.”

It’s not a demand or an order like he usually gives you, it’s something more blurred—his voice is gentle, not full of spite and a lack of sleep. He’s asking you, letting you deny him even though he needs this. You need this.

You push yourself off the ground and join him on the bed. He’s on top of you in seconds, yanking your pants down your legs–your belt makes a clinking sound when they hit the floor.

There’s this glint in his eyes that you only see when he’s hovering over you. You know it’s probably nothing– just a trick your mind is playing on you–but you swear it means something, that this is what he can give you. It’s not quite love, but it’s enough. It has to be enough.

One of his fingers fills you, drawing a sharp exhale from your lungs. He adds another and your hand clasps over your mouth, drowning the sounds into your palm. He grins that cocky grin that would usually piss you off in any other circumstance—but he’s proud of himself and you're okay with letting him have this. You’d let him tear you apart if he asked.

“Yeah? You like that?” He questions, his own type of pillow talk. “I don’t even have to do this—you’re always ready for me like the good whore you are.”

You should feel insulted—you don’t. Instead, you respond with a muffled moan and a slight head nod. He seems to like that answer as he adds a third finger.

Your free hand grips the sheets and you feel like it’s the only thing keeping you tethered to the ground. If heaven was real, you were sure this was it.

“Nobody else makes you feel this good, do they?”

No, they don’t. Nobody else makes you feel like they’re holding your head underwater and that you trust them enough to pull you up for air when you need it. Like sleep to the freezing. Something so good but so wrong.

He pulls out his fingers and you whine, eyes snapping open to narrow in frustration at him. He just laughs that god-awful laugh that you love despite how much it grates your ears.

“What? Is something wrong?” You can hear the smirk in his voice—he’s so smug and you want to fucking throttle him.

You open your mouth to fire back but you’re swiftly shut up by his cock filling you. He’s never gentle when he’s fucking you—it’s hard and it’s fast and it pulls you apart. You’re not sure you ever want him to fuck you any differently.

Your eyes find his face as his hips piston into you, grunts escaping his throat. He’s not looking at you— he never does. You’re always watching him and he’s never seeing you.

His eyes are closed and you wonder if he’s imagining someone else. Someone more pliable to what he wants. You’re made of stone—he can chip away but he never can mold you into something easier to hold. You’ll always have sharp edges—he grabs you like he doesn’t care if he slices his hand.

You close your own eyes, trying to think of someone else. An old hookup. Your last Tinder date. That new android detective, Connor—you know Gavin would hate the thought and you can’t do that to him, not even subconsciously.

Gavin’s presence in your head is overbearing. Every choice you make somehow leads back to him, from your choice of clothing to the life-or-death decisions you’re forced to make each day.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts when Gavin grabs one of your hands and interlaces your fingers. It’s so… intimate —you don’t know what to think. His hand in yours makes this real—at least to you. It tells you that he’s aware of you for once, that he’s not just fucking a hole— he’s fucking you and he’s conscious of it.

He slams into you again, his head coming down to the crook of your neck. You can feel his breath against your skin, soft pants as he thrusts in and out. “Fuckin’ hell,” he groans, the fingers of his other hand digging into your hip. “You’re so good for me.”

You want it to mean more than it does to him. You could be good for him, you think, you keep him grounded yet you share the same misery—the same reliance on caffeine and these exchanges of endorphins. Maybe you could make him happy, outside of the serotonin he receives when he’s filled you. You’d dote on him; dress up for him, make him a lunch for work, and have coffee ready for him in the morning. It’s a pipe dream and you know it.

“You’re so fucking… fuck… you’re so tight,” the words stumble from his lips as they usually do—he’s close.

Your free hand reaches down to play with yourself, to bring yourself right to the edge with him. If he asked you to jump, you’d ask how high.

His mouth presses against your neck, his teeth hovering over your carotid. He holds your life in his mouth and you trust him with it despite all the signs warning against it. He’s fire and you’re gasoline.

“I’m gonna–” his hips start to stutter. “Fuck.”

You tumble over the edge with him, legs quaking where they wrap around his waist. He collapses onto you, knocking the air from your lungs—it’s suffocating and you love it.

He lets go of your hand and pushes himself up, sliding out of you with ease. He sits back on his knees, hands on his thighs as he catches his breath. He raises a hand to drag over his face, wiping away the sweat. There’s a faraway look in his eyes, like he’s not really here with you. You wish he was.

His eyes shift to the wall to his right. He never looks at you straight when he’s done—you wonder if he regrets it.

You wish he’d just lay down beside you and pull you close. That he’d kiss your head and promise you things he’s not sure he should. He won’t and you’ve accepted that. This is what he can give you and you’re fine with that. You can savor him better like this—if he gave into you, you’re sure you’d eat him whole.

He slides his legs out from underneath himself, one of them resting on its side on the bed and the other pulled to his chest. His arm rests on his knee, his knuckles pressed against the side of his face. You’d paint him like this if you knew how.

“Well,” his eyes flicking in your direction but focusing on anything that isn’t you. “I’m gonna shower.”

He gets up and heads towards his connected bathroom. You wanna reach out and stop him. You wanna ask why he won’t look at you–why he can’t look at you. He acts like you’re the sun—he orbits around you without ever staring at you too long. You might burn him if he does.

“Gav,” you croak out, the first word you’ve said since you've entered his apartment.

He looks at you like you’re the weight on his shoulders—familiar but unwelcome. Or maybe he’s the weight on yours. You aren’t sure.

“‘The fuck you want?” he asks. You know he doesn’t mean for it to come out so rotten—that’s just the way he talks and he knows you understand. But it hurts you this once.

You love him.

You want to tell him—it’s on the tip of your tongue like a word you can’t quite find.

“Don’t slip, dumbass,” you answer with a cheshire grin—it’s forced and you know that he knows.

It’s better that you don’t .

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thatsthewrongwallcraig · 20 days

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Petrichor

Summary: In which Gavin Reed is so boyfriend that I nearly gave myself teeth rot with them being stinking adorable and domestic.

Pairing: Gavin Reed x afab!Reader

Word Count: -3.8k (That got out of control so fast)

Content Warnings: Cuddlefucking 18+!, A Whole Lot Of Feelings, Angst, Mentions Of Blood, They Are So In Love With Each Other, Gavin Being A Massive Softy, Ye Good Olde Missionary (But Freak It A Little), Unprotected P In V, Creampie, Oral (F Receiving), Tongue Fucking, Funishment, Overstimulation, Soft Sleepy Morning Sex, L-Bombs, Internalised Self-Loathing/Affirmation

A/N: I appear to have very strong feelings about Gavin “Phck!” Reed.

Tagging: @ohlookapan @queer-crusader @somethingblu3 @blueberrypancakesworld

And just like the rain

You cast the dust into nothing

And wash out the salt from my hands

So touch me again

I feel my shadow dissolving

Will you cleanse me with pleasure?

- Rain By Sleep Token

The peculiar taste of iron slithered into your mouth and laced itself all over your tongue. In an absentminded movement, you swiped the tip of it along a hardly even there incision on your bottom lip where teeth had just nipped and torn at the sensitive skin, effectively reopening the frequently brutalized patch towards the right corner of your mouth.

Tiny droplets of red oozed out of the opening and you lapped it all up, just like you always did when the steadily lingering sensations of anxiety and nervosity roared up again, the constant white noise of emotional dread growing into the feeling of your ribcage painstakingly getting dismembered rib by rib until you insides laid bare again.

You only started biting right at your lip when the soft tissue on the inside of your mouth just wouldn’t cut it anymore, ceased to give you the sensory distraction you longed for so much.

You exhaled a shallow breath to not stir the already bubbling concoction boiling up right behind your sternum. However, the slight rise and fall of your chest were already enough to elevate the nervous buzzing to a beehive of paralyzing thrashing of existential dread that terrorized your mind with such tyranny that it sparked psychosomatic symptoms to ripple through your body.

Your upper lip twitched and you instinctively bit down on the patch of swollen tissue on your bottom one anew, suckling at the broken skin. The sharp little sting emitting from the scratch came as a strangely soothing sensation, strange not in the way that it soothed you but strange in the sense that you knew something like this shouldn’t be that calming to you for it was considered an unhealthy coping mechanism by many.

Breathe, just breathe, for this, too, shall pass.

You admonished yourself to not get lost in the rapturing sea of your own emotions. There wasn’t anything new to discover, no new island of calm to shipwreck upon that would suddenly shelter you from the chronic overthinking, no, you had to stay afloat until the storm eventually died down. Allowing your eyes to flutter shut as tightly as you needed them to be, you searched for something else to direct your focus to, and the low drumming of plump raindrops against the window caught your attention. Sunday morning, 9 am, heavy rain from dark, low-hanging clouds, truly a Detroit classic.

You liked the sound of rain, always enjoyed it unless you had to be somewhere else than hidden away underneath your duvet. It paired well with a steaming hot cup of tea or coffee when you felt good enough to risk the caffeine jitters, maybe a few cookies on the side to let your teeth sink into something other than the already thoroughly tortured skin of your bottom lip.

Later, you’d get up, later, once the vile concoction of should’ve, would’ve, could’ve had imploded into a gust of hot air, you’d treat yourself to those things and perhaps a comfortingly hot shower as well. You surely could use one after tossing and turning all night, only being able to slip into the twilight zone of not really being awake but also not properly asleep.

The tapping of the rain against the thick glass surface carried your thoughts away successfully, calmed them with every stiff breeze that intensified the rumbling outside your apartment. The more your thoughts wandered, drifted off into imaginary images about a breakfast to be had or the comforts of being able to stay in today, the more your breathing loosened up, the exhaustive tension simmering down until the very back of your throat fell into a state of such relaxation that a quiet and low snore hummed out of your mouth.

A desperately longed-for calm washed through your sleep-deprived body and with a faint smile tugging around your mouth, you stretched; one arm folding underneath your pillow and everything else spread out away from you, torso turned half to the side and half on your belly. Whilst a jawn rumbled through your chest, you arched your back, spine lightly cracking from not being moved properly for today.

As your statue was softly writhing underneath the cozy blanket, the curve of your behind pressed into a warm lap, ass rubbing over a ruffled waistband and soft cotton fabric. Immediately, a sleep-drunk Gavin behind you crooned against the back of your head. He uttered a breathy “Hey” into your hair, his voice still raspy as his broad hand snaked around your waist pulling you closer underneath the shared covers.

You hummed in return, body and mind not really there enough to form words out of cohesive letters. Instead, you followed his tug and shimmied closer, his front gradually pressing against your back, your bodies reacting to one another in this drowsy, sluggish haze of a slowly unfolding Sunday morning.

Every last bit of tension appeared to eventually leave your body as the warmth of Gavin’s skin seeped through the thin fabric of your shirt. Like a gentle, oversized heating pad, he cupped your body with his, inviting your muscles to relax in his hold.

Another little groan fell from his lips as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, the tip of his nose stroking along the shell of your ear gingerly before warm lips left a gentle trail of kisses right underneath your earlobe. The sensation of his loving caresses sent a warm shudder all across your skin, egging you on to want to feel more of them, more of Gavin; with a lazy smile adorning your face, you rolled your hips back again, pushing and grinding yourself into his crotch as the wash of nipping pecks quickly caused you to throb around nothing.

“ ‘Ts mean!” It trickled from your lips in a quiet whine which was met by a snarky huff.

“Last time I checked, t’was your ass in my lap, babe.” The sleepy rumble in his tone made your skin pebble against his mouth.

“I dunno what you’re on about.” You stated in a whim of play-pretend innocence.

“Don’t mind reminding you.”, Gavin cooed right into your ear, his warm breath breezing along your neck as he jutted his waist against the round of your behind, “Got me all hard just like that already.”

Feeling his rigid cock pressing into your rear pulled a needy groan from your tongue, insides clenching down again with your hips instinctively pushing anew. The need to close the already sparse distance between your bodies, to feel Gavin thrusting inside of you to render your brain oh so beautifully numb for a while spread like wildfire, however, grinding on him like that already felt so good that it was hard to tear yourself away. Fortunately, Gavin picked right up on you shuffling away from him just enough to roll onto your back, nearly tearing off his shorts, the cloth already cracking and ripping dangerously at the seams. He paid it no mind, a sluggishly buffering brain way too busy with coordinating hands that helped to shimmy out of the fabric.

Following his lead, you rid yourself of the gradually dampening cotton from between your legs, discarding the slip to the floor with a swift jerk of your wrist, the lacey thing bunching up on the floor.

“Oh, sweets.”, Gavin’s half-lidded gaze dropped to your chewed-up bottom lip almost immediately after swinging his body on top of yours, hips dipping against the insides of your thighs gently, “That bad of a night?”

Upon his words, you couldn’t help but flinch a little, a sense of shame and discomfort taking brief hold of your features.

“Just…the last few days, you know?” You admitted, every word already beyond your comfort zone.

“I know.”, Your lover nodded his head softly in understandment, recalling how those past days spent with your family certainly did a number on you, “Want me to take care of that?”

“Uh-huh.” The coy mumble left your moth reluctantly because it still evoked some sort of embarrassment to admit that you needed him to take care of you in that peculiar way.

“Issok, babe. I know it’s been rough but you’ve been so brave and good through all of it.”, Gavin threw you a sincere smile before he leaned in, plush lips slowly kissing along your collarbone, “ ‘m so proud of you.”

His praise threatened to draw tears from your eyes, a certain wetness already prickling at your tear ducts.

“I mean it. ‘twas a rough one.” Lips wandered from your collarbone to the edge of your yaw, teeth playfully pulling and biting.

“Wasn’t that bad…” You tried pushing back in some sort of conditioned self-defense, not ready to admit just how much your family tended to fuck you up.

“Ay, shhh. Don’t wanna hear any of that.”; Gavin’s lips mouthed against the corner of yours, voice lulling you in gingerly, “No need to lie to yourself. Sometimes family is messy.”

You knew he was right about that, yet, the profound fact broke something within.

“Hey, I got you.” Gavin immediately took notice of your violently thrashing state of mind and pressed his lips right onto yours in quiet affirmation.

Your shaking hands shot up to find purchase with palms pressed against his shoulder blades, tugging at him in the still raging need to feel him more and your lover followed your demand; pushing himself into your wet and throbbing cunt in a slow thrust.

“Fuck…” You groaned out against his cheek before you hid your face in his chest, deeply chocolate-brown hairs tickling your chin.

“Too much?” It shot out of his mouth, Gavin being ready to pull back in this very second.

“No…you feel so fucking good.” Feeling him stretching you out like that coaxed a low hum from you as you savored the moment, reveling in being one with him.

“Hm’kay, how about that?” He bottomed out again, leaving just the swollen tip to rest within, teasing you before setting a slow yet heavy pace.

Gavin knew what he was doing to you - with you -, rendering your brain deliciously quiet with every rough roll of his hips, only the sound of skin slapping against filling your head as you allowed yourself to let go.

Dipping further down, Gavin drilled himself inside of you as far as he possible, shoving at your knees until they rested against his upper sides. He hit spots that you couldn’t possibly reach with just your fingers; not in that intensity and not whilst making you feel so fucking full.

“Love you so much.”, Gavin’s breathing started to get labored and a little shallow, “ ‘nd I know it’ll be okay. I’ll make it be okay.”

One of his hands slithered underneath your back, pulling you impossibly close, cradling you and effectively muffling your little cries and moans with his chest. Taking everything Gavin had to offer, you curled up against him, almost crawling into him if it wasn’t for the layers of skin and muscles not allowing you to, and from the very pit of your stomach you felt it rearing its ugly head again; dread.

A vile pang of worthlessness jolted through your chest and nothing could stop it from happening, making you wince against Gavin’s collarbone. It came as a high-pitched, ugly wail and Gavin sure knew you well enough to sense what venom your mind started spewing again.

“Nuh-uh, babe.”, He cooed, palm flat against the small of your back and never ceasing to hold you close, “You’re my favorite person ‘nd I don’t care if your family is too fricking dense to see how wonderful you are. I do.”

His pace eased up, thrusts coming softer and even slower than before, the dragged-out movements setting your body ablaze to counteract the ruckus that was avalanching through your thoughts.

“They don’t deserve getting to you like that, sweets. You’re simply too good for them and they know.” Gavin hummed to you, talking, guiding you through this truly awkward patch of arousal clashing with anxiousness until it was undeniable that the former one had taken over.

“Gavin…”, Your voice was nearly inaudible with your face smothered by his chest, “...need you.”

You couldn’t see it, but Gavin above you grinned, knowing he’d won against your head, for now at least, as he pushed both of you into the mattress, swiftly taking his hand from your back and instead throwing one of your ankles over his broad shoulder. He drilled himself into you with a kind of precision that you’d never encountered before, hitting spots that made you see white flickers behind closed eyes.

Your lover coaxed your body right to the edge and you felt the orgasm building with such ferocity that it had you trembling, everything else reduced to the rhythmic throbbing and clenching of your leaking cunt. You pulled him in, muscles rendering rigid and ready to snap at the very next thrust.

“Oh, fuck…” Gavin groaned, feeling you tightening around him and pushing him equally close to unloading himself as deep as possible within.

“Please, jus-”, You pleaded unto him to hold on for a tiny little moment longer, breath hiccuping in the back of your throat, “Shit-...fuck…”

You couldn’t even properly finish the sentence as thoroughly penetrated muscles started contracting, leading your whole body to flinch in a moment of blissed out ecstasy. For a fewheavenly seconds, your mind was quiet, the dark of your former thoughts getting shushed by a thrashing firework of synapses firing dopamine and oxitocyn in tandem.

Towering above you and pressing his hips into your ass as hard as he possibly could without seriously hurting you, Gavin grunted out and that noise alone made you throb once more for it was one of your favorite sounds to ever grace your ear. The sounds of Gavin unraveling nestled between your thighs in whatever shape or form filled you with a sense of pride and accomplishment but also love, sheer and unbridled love for the person you were with day in and day out.

“Ouw…” You muttered into the slowly forming space between your bodies as you pulled your face from his collarbone and realized just how hard you’d clawed your fingers into his shoulders.

“Don’t worry, y’know I like it when you do that.” He smiled down at you, gray eyes with just a hint of blue darting right at you with a gentle spark in them.

It was contagious, hopping right onto your face without a warning as your half-lidded gaze studied his features and eventually got hung up on the old, nearly entirely faded streak of scar tissue reaching from the bridge of his nose to the soft curve of his left cheek. You raised a hand to let your fingers trace the delicate skin, Gavin tilting his head into your palm at your gentle touch.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” That appeared to take Gavin by surprise because a faint hint of pinkish blush crept into his cheeks, one that wasn’t caused by physical effort.

“Naah- “ You interrupted him right there and then.

“I mean it, Gavin. You’re awfully handsome. Can’t even mope around in peace with having those pretty eyes on me.” It elicited a wide smile to form on his flushed lips that just proved your point.

“See? Can’t have a panic attack when you beam at me like that, love.” Your fingers wandered from his cheek to his head, eager to ruffle through the luscious and ruffled tufts of his soft hair.

“If that’s so I’m afraid it’s only going to get worse.” Gavin breathed deeply, openly enjoying how you toyed with his hair.

“Oh, how come?” You allowed yourself to tug a little teasingly, pulling a quiet moan from your lover.

“Well, I’m not only going to be all over you all day long with that stupid smile on my face, but I’m also going to serve you breakfast in bed.”, He leaned in closer, the tip of his nose almost touching yours, “And if you keep tugging at my hair like that, missy, I might just treat myself to breakfast in bed right about now.”

“You mean like that?” You were well aware that your body wasn’t ready for round two just yet, everything still overstimulated in the wake of a slowly fading orgasm, however, you couldn’t help but tug at his hair again, this time with a little more ferocity.

“Oh, don’t you cry to me, babe.”, Gavin mouthed out in a low groan, “You brought that onto yourself now.”

In a smooth and devilishly swift movement that told on him being a police detective after all, he pulled himself out of you, leaving you to ooze the amalgamation of your shared release onto the sheet below, but only enough to crawl back, seating himself on his heels and grab you by the thighs.

“Gavin!” You shrieked out, voice half gasp half laughter, as he yanked you with him, eyebrows cocking at you in that unapologetically arrogant way he mainly reserved for his colleagues.

“Nuh-uh!” He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, ready to shove his head between your thighs the very next moment.

You squirmed in his grasp, the expected overstimulation rippling through your sore muscles as you felt the full width of his tongue lick against your soaked folds, tip parting them until it nudged against a still swollen clit.

His name fell from your trembling lips again and again but he wouldn’t budge and you knew that you got yourself into this position where pain and pleasure went hand in hand. The overstimulation had your muscles twitching but Gavin held you in an unyielding grasp as he lapped at your cunt like the man on a clear mission that he was; administering the threatened funishiment until you were nothing but whimpering putty in his hold.

As soon as the prickling discomfort of heavy overstimulation eased up, nothing but pure bliss filled every fiber, actively rendering any thought nill and void with Gavin gingerly closing his tender lips around your clit. He suckled carefully, attentive to not hurt you but to drive you wild just the right amount. You writhed, nearly thrashing and bucking your hips into his face whilst choked whines and whimpers stumbled out of your mouth helplessly.

Pushing you further and further got Gavin hard again, blood rushing down to a gradually stiffening cock but this wasn’t about him and he’d rather eat you out until his jaw rendered slack and sore before making it about him.

It was merely 10:30am by now and there would be more than enough time in this day to take you out for lunch and enjoy you on the sofa for dessert. Right now, all he wanted was to feel you getting off again, to feel it gushing onto his chin mixed with the salty taste of himself in between notes of the much sweeter you.

Just the thought of it caused his cock to twitch against his lower abdomen in a wet thud, maybe he’d really just stay like that for hours with you on his tongue, coaxing orgasms from your body until you couldn’t walk straight anymore, maybe. He’d like that, Gavin’s mind conjuring the mental image of you waddling to the bathroom on shaky legs as he doubled down and pushed this tongue into your clenching cunt.

The gentle stretch of his tongue had your head lolling into the pillow, eyes fluttering shut, and lips agape to make way for a guttural groan to escape you. At this very moment, you could not give a single damn about anything besides Gavin fucking you on his tongue, the soft and nimble muscle massaging you from the inside whilst his nose flicked over your clit with every bop of his head.

The night before, you’d gone off on him leaving his things scattered everywhere all the time. You had berated him for at least a solid 15 minutes about how you’d grown very sick of his messy shit and how you were tired of cleaning up after him, however, right now all your anger had evaporated and you thought to yourself that you’d pack a hundred pairs of socks back together if he’d just never stop fucking you like this.

For a split second, you found yourself worried if you might have just dislocated his jaw with your thighs clenching down around his pretty face so hard as the second orgasm took you by storm. The new waves of spasming muscles rendered you incapable and tore the control over your body right from you, your insides throbbing around a still moving, still thrusting tongue that didn’t stop until Gavin had savored every last contraction.

You cried out to him, chanted his name like a prayer til your throat felt sore.

“So fuckin’ beautiful.”, Gavin huffed after releasing you from his grasp and pulling away from you to give you a chance to recover, “Can’t even describe how fucking nice it feels to have you all over me, babe.”

Through weary eyes, you squinted at your lover, chin glistening with your wetness and his thumb running along his bottom lip to capture a generous droplet before popping it into his mouth.

“You are such a horndog, Gavin Reed.” It rolled over your tongue in an amused gasp as you tried to prop yourself onto your elbows, muscles and bones feeling thoroughly wobbly.

“Guilty as charged but I don’t hear you complaining ‘bout it, hm?” With a wide grin on his face, Gavin tilted his head to the side, damp strands of hair sticking to his forehead.

“It’s not a complaint. It’s just a simple observation I was stating.” You smiled back.

“Uh-huh, alrighty then, how about I observe what’s in the fridge and make breakfast?”, Gavin wiped his face with the back of his hand, chest still rising and falling quickly to catch his breath, “Fancy a sandwich?”

“Fuck yeah!”, It just splurged out of you, post-orgasm munchies were certainly no joke with you this time, “Ham, cheese, chili sauce?”

“I see what I can do, chief.” He blew you a little kiss before grasping for his briefs.

#gavin reed x reader #gavin reed fanfic #gavin reed #detroit: become human #detroid become human #dbh #dbh fanfic #dbh gavin #gavin reed smut

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marksbear · 1 year

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Hii papa bear! It's my birthday today and all i could think about was your amazing writing and Connor from dbh. So I'd kike to ask of you could write something where it's y/n's birthday but he has to be at work. So when y/n comes back from work he's frustrated and angry. Connor notices y/n's mood so he tells y/n to sit down and get comfortable and than he gives him a show. Which leads to y/n fucking Connor senseless? (And maybe some cock warming cuddling at the end)

Please and thank you!

Have a good day/night!

- Day 🦔

Hey Day! Happy birthday my love! I hope you have the best birthday ever and you get lots of gifts! 🎂 🍾

Waring! Birthday boy reader, Y/n having a rough day, SMUT, couch sex, cock warming, birthday sex, rough sex.

RK800 CONNER X birthday boy TOP MALE READER

*Buzz* *Buzz* Y/n's phone begins to vibrate on the night stand.

Y/n lets out a muffled groan into his pillow before turning his head to the dresser picking up his phone. Y/n holds his phone to his face. "Annoying prick." Says the id name and Y/n already knows who it is.

Y/n looks at his sleeping boyfriend before answering the phone.

It was Reed calling him. Every year on his birthday Gavin is the first to call him and tell him happy birthday. Y/n clicks on the answer letting it go on speaker.

"Happy birthday fuck face. Maybe this year you'll die." Reed says with a teasing tone.

Y/n was too tired to say a comeback since he was way too tired and exhausted. "Thanks Gav, lets go to the club like last time maybe on Sunday to celebrate."

"Why not today?" Gavin says back.

"I have to work. Then I plan to be with my family and boyfriend. So y'know only free this Sunday." Y/n answers back before saying a bye before hanging up.

Y/n turns his body around to face the power of android staring at him. A little while later the led on Conner's head slowly becomes blue signaling that he's waking up.

Y/n sits up from the bed laying his back on the headboard watching Conner get up.

"Good morning Y/n." Conner states looking up at his boyfriend. "Good morning con." Y/n says before leaning in kissing him on the lips. Conner automatically kisses back with a tiny smile. Conner is first to pull away looking Y/n in his eyes before saying.

"Happy birthday! You're a/n starting from today." Conner wishes also adding in a little reminder. "Thanks baby~" Y/n says resting his head against Conner's for a while enjoying the peace.

Conner begins to ramble on about the history of birthdays. "the Egyptians were the first ones to get the party started. When Egyptian pharaohs were crowned gods, they were “birthed.” That means the first birthday celebration wasn't marking the birth of a human, but rather the birth of a god.----"

Y/n cuts Conner off by kissing him deeply. "Thank you again." Y/n thanks before getting up from the bed with Conner following him shortly.

TIMESKIP

Y/n is all set ready for work, but Conner stops him before he could leave the house.

Conner wraps his arms around Y/n's shoulders standing on his tippy toes. "Bye Y/n, I love you and again happy birthday."Conner says resting his head on Y/n's.

Y/n moves his hand on both sides of his boyfriend's hips holding him tightly. "I love you too. And thanks." Y/n responds back with a deep kiss. The two stay in the other's arms kissing and slowly rocking back and forth until Y/n needs air.

"Alright, bye love you!" Y/n says before letting go of Conner and walking out the door.

"Love you!"

Timeskip

After work Y/n drives home in total silence. He has a tight grip on the wheel with his jaw clenched tight with his hands trembling in anger. Y/n leg bounced and shacked as he thought.

Y/n didn't know how his day went from good to bad so fast in only a few hours.

Maybe because it started to rain hard when he was going to work. No... Maybe because his co-workers were being annoying rude shits to him. No that's not it. Maybe because his female co-worker was pressing up against him and flirting. God that's not it either. Maybe he had piles of paperwork to do and it was overwhelming.

Y/n couldn't pick a reason to feel this way. Maybe it was just everything in general. Yeah. That sounded right.

Y/n drove his car to the drive way and turned off the car taking his keys out holding them tight as he just stared at the wheel. Y/n felt like he was losing his mind.

The male stayed in the car for almost an hour alone with his thoughts before leaving the car.

Y/n unlocked the front door to his house walking inside before shutting and locking it behind him. Y/n took off the extra things he had like his shoes, jackets, and etc. Y/n walks through the house with a clear frustrated and angry face.

Conner stood from afar staring at Y/n with a puzzled look. He scanned Y/n. He saw how his heart was beating faster and also his blood pressure was high. Conner thought for a while before acting on his thoughts. He walked up from behind Y/n and hugged him from behind.

Conner saw how Y/n body had tensed up and relaxed. Before Y/n could say something Conner dragged Y/n's body to the couch before sitting him down on it. "Get comfortable." Conner says watching Y/n look at him with confusion, but does what he's told. Once Y/n was comfortable Conner began to slowly strip out of his clothes giving Y/n a show. Conner slowly begins to unbutton his shirt revealing his bare stomach and chest.

Conner rolls off the shirt with his shoulders before spreading open Y/n's legs open before crawling down in his lap. Y/n watches Conner's movements fully enchanted by him.

Conner kissed the side of Y/n's jaw peppering it with kisses before sucking and biting Y/n's neck that was revealed. Conner moved and grinned his hips on Y/n's crotch. Conner felt Y/n's members slowly grew under him. He moved his hips around until Y/n's cock was fully hard.

The android finally gets up from Y/n's lap before standing back on the floor unbuckling hid pants before slowly taking them off leaving him only him in his underwear.

Conner crawls back into Y/n's lap, but this time Y/n wraps his arms around his boyfriend with a smirk before pressing his lips into Conner's own kissing him deeply. Y/n moves his arms to the right swinging down Conner on the couch getting on top of him as they makeout. Y/n moves his hands off of Conner and moves them to his clothes taking off his shirt. Conner watches looking at Y/n with lust in his eyes.

Once Y/n's shirt was off he goes back down kissing and biting Conner's neck leaving love bites on his skin making them a light blue.

Conner wraps his legs around Y/n as Y/n grinds his clothed hard cock into Conner's clothed hole. Conner hard cock throbbed and ached as Y/n grinned on him.

Y/n felt his anger and frustration slowly drift away and be replaced by lust and pleasure. Conner's hands fumbled around the waistband of Y/n's underwear tugging and pulling on them clearing wanting the hard thing inside it.

Y/n pulled away from the android's neck before moving his hands to Conner's underwear pulling them off of him slowly as Conner unwraps his legs so Y/n can take them fully off. Conner's hard cock flies out once it's completely free.

To not leave his boyfriend behind Y/n takes off his own boxers with ease letting his hard member fly free.

Conner spreads his legs wider giving Y/n access to his body. Y/n moves his hand to his cock lining it up to Conner's hole. Y/n begins to slowly push his tip inside staring at his boyfriend for any sign of discomfort. Once Y/n's cock was inside half way he began to snap his hips back and forth at a fast pace.

Y/n's thrust was hard and deep no doubt some of the harshness is from the frustration he had at work. Y/n held Conner's wrist tight as he fucks him deep. "S-slow down! ss-slow down Y/n!"

Conner's walls clenching around Y/n's cock as he moans and screams from pleasure.Y/n begins to pick up his speed even more fucking the android ruthlessly.

Y/n's cock goes deeper and deeper inside Conner causing his led light to begin to flash colors. Conner's eyes couldn't even keep focus on Y/n anymore.

The android's legs shook and trembled from the rough thrust his boyfriend was doing. Conner's hands flared around as he tried to hold on to anything. Y/n rocked his hips deep inside.

Finally Conner found a place to keep his hands on. Right on Y/n's back holding onto him tight as well as some light scratches.

Y/n's cock began to twitch signalling to the android that he was close. Y/n picked up his thrust even faster hold down Conner's waist as he fucks him deep.

After a while Y/n hoist Conner off his back and to his lap fucking him messily. Thrust after thrust Y/n felt the knot in his stomach tighten. Y/n gripped onto Conner's hips as Conner wrapped his arms around Y/n's shoulders holding onto him tightening and moaning nonsense into his ear.

"Y-Y/n! Y/n!~ I'm i'm..." Conner couldn't even finish his sentence as he came hard all over himself and Y/n's chest. It wasn't the first time the android had an orgasm, but every time he does it feels new to him. Every time felt like a new experience that he loved. "h~ Hah... Happy birthday!~" Conner moans out his whole body feeling more and more sensitive with every thrust.

Not too shortly Y/n reaches his peak as well cumming deep inside Conner. The android desperately begins to ride Y/n's cock as he cums inside him. Conner bounces and bounces making sure Y/n has nothing left to give him. Y/n breathed heavy into the crook of Conner's neck calming down from his high. Conner felt full and he loved the feeling of Y/n's cum buried deep inside him.

Y/n wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist bringing him close cuddling him into his lap. Conner curls into Y/n's lap with his cock still buried deep inside.

"Happy birthday. Also Hank stopped by with cake for you to eat." Conner says into Y/n's ear.

"Perhaps I should sing you happy birthday?"

THE END

#Conner x male reader #dbh x male reader #dbh conner x male reader #dbh rk800 #rk800 x reader #rk800 x male reader #Detroit become human #x male reader #x top male reader #x dom male reader #male reader #the bear club

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alina-dixon · 1 year

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Fandoms I write For: (Part 3)

(I only write for x male readers!)

(smut is allowed!)

House of Wax:

- Vincent Sinclair

- Bo Sinclair

Detroit: Become Human:

- Connor

- RK900 (Nines)

- Gavin Reed

The Boy:

- Brahms

The Hobbit:

- Thorin Oakenshield

- Kili

- Legolas Greenleaf

Fantastic Beasts:

- Albus Dumbledore

- Gellert Grindelwald (Johnny Depp/Mads Mikkelsen)

- Newt Scamander

Hannibal (TV series)

(closed for now!)

- Hannibal Lecter

- Will Graham

The Sandman:

- Morpheus

#male reader #gay #male x male #male x male reader #lgbtq #x male y/n #x male reader #house of wax #slashers #slasher x male reader #the boy #brahms the boy #brahms x male reader #the hobbit #the hobbit x male reader #hannibal #hannibal lecter #the sandman #dream

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imsuchagoddamnnerd · 3 months

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*.✧ Requests ✧.*

Status:open

Note

I’ve never in my life used tumblr to post on. I can barely work a cell phone and I’m supposed to be from the more tech savvy generation. I apologize if this looks like shit. If anyone has tips to make it look good that would be real appreciated.

Also. There will eventually be smut on here so if you ain’t matte enough to read it. Just don’t. There will be fluff too but if you’re too young. Don’t read the smut.

When requesting it would be greatly appreciated if you gave a small plot summary/idea or prompt. It makes it easier for me and I feel it makes it more interactive for you all :)

Will do:

Most things including, Fluff, Smut, angst, fantasy, modern, horror(I’ll try), soul mates, oc stuff , x reader, canon x canon. All gender pairings, slashers, monsters, etc.

Will not:

underage characters, incest, pedophilia, homophobia, racism, abuse, scat/urine, infantilism.

Even if something isn’t on this list, I still have a right to decline writing something if it makes me uncomfortable.

✎Fandoms✎

Life is strange

Chloe Price, Rachel Amber, Kate Marsh, Nathan Prescott, Victoria Chase, Warren Graham, Mark Jefferson, Frank Bowers. Sean Diaz, Cassidy, Finn McNamara, Penny. Skip Matthews. Alex Chen, Gabe Chen, Ryan Lucan, Steph Gingrich. Others if requested.

Detroit: Become Human

Connor, Kara, Markus. Hank Anderson, Elijah Kamski, Gavin Reed, Rose Chapman, Josh, Lucy, Luther, Simon, Leo Manfred, North, Perkins, RK900, Ralph.

Fallout 4

Cait, Nick Valentine, Paladin Danse, Robert MacReady, Curie, John Hancock, Deacon, Piper Wright, Preston Garvey, Sturges, Strong.

Resident Evil 8

Alcina Dimitrescu, Karl Heisenberg, Donna Benneviento, Salvatore Moreau.

The Last of Us

Joel Miller, Ellie Williams(pt2), Tommy Miller, Bill(MxM only), Tess, Henry. Haven’t played much of Part 2 yet.

The Walking Dead Game

Lee, Clem(aged up), Kenny, Doug, Carley, Lilly, Ben. Nick, Luke, Bonnie, Jane, Mike. Javier, David, Kate, Eleanor, Tripp, Ava, Paul aka “Jesus”. Louis, Violet, Ruby, Mitch, Marlon, James.

The Walking Dead TV Series

Too many to list. I’ll do the main cast. Any others will be by request.

This is taking a long time. I’m not listing all the characters from here on. Just assume I’ll know them on request. I’ve been working on this for like three hours.

Red Dead Redemption

Legend of Zelda

Botw, Totk, others on request

Stardew Valley

The Hobbit

Pokemon

Avatar(James Cameron)

Avatar(The Last Airbender)

Skyrim

FrostBite, John Doe, etc.

Slashers(Michael Myers, Ghostface, Leatherface, Brahms, etc)

Demon Slayer

Doctor Who

Supernatural

OC Content:

Fantasy(modern or medieval). Zombie apocalypse. Cryptids. I might even do some OC design requests and stuff eventually.

Please I’m begging y’all to request something. Anything. Please. I’m not 100% sure how commenting or whatever works, but please just request anything. Idk how to set up a request button so just commenting works

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deflatinghellokittyballoon · 1 year

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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐧'𝐬

"𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭!

✦ ABOUT THE WRITER

Alexandria┊He/She/They ┊ Minor ┊ ENFP

╰┈➤ Interests: Memes — Breakcore — Weirdcore — Untangled Earphones — People laughing at my jokes — Emoticons ᕙ(‾̀◡‾́)ᕗ

╰┈➤ Dislikes: Stubbing my toe — Being called in class by your teacher and confidently saying your answer but it turned out to be wrong — Someone hiding my stuff as a joke — Being stressed out — My classmates being absolute idiots in group projects — Tangled earphones

✦ WHAT I WILL WRITE

— Fluff

— Poly Relationships (ex. Character x Reader x Character)

— Angst

— Hurt/Comfort

— Crackfics/Crack Headcanons

— Sfw

— Headcanons

— Swearing

— Fluff Alphabet (this)

— Platonic

— Romantic

— Other (Make sure to elaborate on what it is tho ^^)

✦ WHAT I WON'T WRITE

— Smut

— Dark/Fetish Content

— Nsfw

— Proships/Comships

— Racism

— Violence

— Homophobia/Transphobia

✦ FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR

— Team Fortress 2

— Detroit: Become Human

— The Stanley Parable

— (more to be added in the future)

✦ CHARACTERS I WILL WRITE FOR

Detroit: Become Human

— Kara (AX400)

— Markus (RK200)

— Chloe (RT600)

— North (WR400)

— Simon (PL600)

— Hank Anderson

— Gavin Reed

— Josh (PJ500)

Team Fortress 2

— Scout

— Pyro

— Soldier

— Demoman

— Engineer

— Medic

— Heavy

— Sniper

— Miss Pauling

The Stanley Parable

— The Narrator

do not upload/translate/plagiarize my works

#deflatinghellokittyballoon #reader insert #masterlist #gender neutral reader #tf2 x reader #dbh x reader #detroit become human x reader #team fortress 2 x reader #tsp x reader #the stanley parable x reader

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sinfulnightmares · 2 years

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same T^T

-🩸

But alsoooo

playing hard to get with him and one day after work when no one's around he grips you by the throat and watches how you melt underneath him. He just can't help but tease.

"Is that all it takes for you to be all pliant and good for me? A hand around your pretty little throat?"

My brain just is full of thoughts T^T

- NSFW 18+ only - do not follow/like/reblog without an age in your bio or pinned -

#onyx●🩸#onyx●inbox #onyx●gavin #gavin reed x reader smut #gavin reed smut #dbh smut

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gogogodzilla · 7 months

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day 21, spitroasting

gavin reed x reader x connor (rk800) warnings: nsfw 18+, fingering, face fucking, rough! Connor, role play, blowjob, dirty talk, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, the psych major in me is showing kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

You knew that after the android revolution, your work at the Detroit Police Department would increase tenfold. You knew that you’d have to spend more late nights at the precinct. What you didn’t expect was the toll it took on your sex life. You’d barely seen Connor, let alone touched him.

Connor always offered to stay late with you and help wherever he could; he didn’t need sleep after all. This time, however, it was you who offered to stay with him. Connor sat at his desk, eyebrows furrowed as he went over his case files for the umpteenth time. You reclined in your chair, stretching out your achy muscles. The bullpen was empty except for the two of you, everyone else had the sense to leave while they still could.

“Why don’t we talk it out?” you suggested as you stood from your desk and wandered over to his.

He looked up at you as you sat on the edge of his desk, and you shrugged. “It might be helpful to act out your investigation rather than just having all the details rattling around in your head,” you suggested.

“How could we act it out?” Connor questioned, still a bit uncertain. You pursed your lips, thinking for a moment.

“I can pretend I’m the suspect, and you can interrogate me. Maybe hearing what we know from someone else will help you find the missing piece?”

He nodded, before standing. His expression was soft as his gaze met yours. It’d been forever since it’d been just the two of you.

You pressed a kiss to his cheek, “Let’s get to work.”

Connor handed you a data pad with all his case files which you scanned as you walked to the interrogation room. This case had multiple victims, all male androids and all models previously used at the Eden Club. The victims were in various states of mutilation. They also weren’t killed in the spots where they were found, though, and there was little physical evidence. You furrowed your brows. All of the victims had a red lipstick mark on their cheeks.

The chair in the interrogation room scraped against the floor as you pulled it out. Connor allowed you a few moments to look over case files before you began.

“Maybe you should cuff me,” you suggested before quickly adding, “Y’know, since I’m a deranged killer going after androids.”

Something flashed behind Connor’s eyes before he stood and rounded the table. Instead of the cuffs attached to the table, Connor removed his own off of his belt.

“Hands behind your back, Doctor,” he said against the shell of your ear as he leaned over you. Your breathing quickened and excitement flowed throughout your body.

You obediently clasped your hands behind your back and felt the cool metal of the handcuffs wrap around your wrist. The room was silent except for the clinking of the handcuffs.

Connor returned to his place across from you, opting to stand. He paused for a moment and then he turned his gaze to you.

It was as if the man you knew and loved disappeared and was replaced with the cold-blooded deviant hunter he was known as. He stared intensely, and you shuddered under his watchful eye.

“You understand the gravity of this situation, don’t you?” he asked, his voice calm.

“Yes,” you replied, keeping your response measured. The suspect was obviously smart and had all the makings of an organized killer. They wouldn’t break with one severe look.

“Good, let’s begin. Does this look familiar?” he questioned, sliding his data pad toward you with a picture of the most recent victim.

Your eyes flicked to look at for a moment before returning to his brown ones. “No. Doesn’t ring a bell, detective,” you sneered.

“Really? Because you were seen by multiple witnesses visiting the scene of the crime,” he countered, raising a brow.

It would make sense that the suspect would return to the scene of the crime or get involved in the police work. Although, androids were different than humans. Did they have that innate desire to see the carnage they’ve wrought?

“I live in the area,” you shrugged. You knew it was unlikely that this killer would make the mistake of striking too close to home, but the way Connor was looking at you had you scrambling for excuses.

He hummed before turning off his data pad and setting it aside. “Can you explain your whereabouts during the time of the incident, then?”

You met his gaze, steeling yourself. This suspect would be smart enough to keep their cool under pressure. You had to be too.

You leaned forward onto the table, allowing Connor a perfect view down your blouse. “Tell me, detective, what do you plan on doing if I don’t cooperate?” you asked, a grin spreading across your features.

“I’m programmed to adapt to various situations and interrogation techniques. I could make you talk,” he answered, leaning in closer.

“Aiming to find my weak spots, detective?”

“I don’t have to search for those,” he responded, the corners of his mouth turning up.

“Let me out of these cuffs and we could make this interrogation much more interesting,” you lowered your voice to a sultry whisper, meeting his gaze.

He straightened, the smirk he donned earlier long gone, “Unfortunately, I believe I may be just your type.”

“So, you’ve got me all figured out, huh?”

Connor nodded, before rounding the table once again. He hooked his hands under your armpits and pulled you into a standing position. He kicked your chair away from you.

“I’m still waiting for a confession,” he whispered against the shell of your ear before bending you over the interrogation table.

It was slightly embarrassing how much this turned you on. You were completely at his mercy. He was steady, as always, behind you, and you could feel his hardening length pressed against you.

“You’re giving me exactly what I want,” you remarked, glancing at him over your shoulder.

His hands had begun to wander; one moved upward and began undoing the buttons of your blouse while the other popped the closure on your pants.

“I’m told I’m very persuasive,” he purred as he unzipped your pants and dipped a hand into them. His fingertips brushed against your clothed core, and you let out a soft gasp.

He pressed open-mouthed kisses to the side of your neck as he teased you through your underwear. Your quiet moans were quickly turning into desperate pleas, begging for him to just fucking touch you.

His free hand kneaded your breast, running over the lacey front of your bra. When that wasn’t enough for him, he pulled your bra down, exposing your front. Your nipples hardened against the frigid air of the interrogation room, and he rolled one between his two fingers.

“Please, Connor, I promise I’ll be good and give you whatever you want,” you whined, pushing your hips against his.

He tsked before removing his hold on you. “Since you asked so nicely,” he praised before hooking his fingers into the sides and yanking your pants, and underwear, down to your ankles.

He slid a finger through your now-dripping folds, and you bit back a moan. Your slick quickly coated his fingers and he dipped a finger into your entrance before sliding back up to circle your clit. You didn’t doubt there’d be a wet spot on his jeans from you canting your hips against his.

A groan escaped both of you as he slipped a finger inside you that was quickly joined by another one. He pumped them slowly, and small whimpers left you. You were close to falling apart on his fingers with the way he was winding you up.

The clinking of his belt buckle was music to your ears and you involuntarily clenched around him. You turned your head and watched in the two-way mirror as Connor stroked his cock with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

You let out a high-pitched moan as he pushed inside you inch by inch. You’d never get over the way he stretched you so perfectly every time. Eventually, he bottomed out, and within moments you were moving your hips, begging him to move.

Mercifully, he obliged you and snapped his hips against yours. He rested his hand between your shoulder blades, keeping you pressed against the table, as he rutted into you. Your wrists dug against the handcuffs and you wriggled against his thrusts. Goosebumps covered your skin as your breasts pressed against the cool metal of the table.

He bent so his chest was pressed against your back and whispered against your ear, “Why don’t you show Detective Reed how well you take my cock?”

Your gaze lurched to the two-way mirror as Connor began pounding into you, and your cheeks burned under Gavin’s invisible gaze. The wet sounds of your heat combined with the moans that pushed passed your lips filled the room. What the hell was he doing here? You were a bit too preoccupied to care.

“You like that he’s watching?” Connor hummed, smirking. “Do you want him to join us?”

You nodded fervently, as you involuntarily clenched around Connor. The mental image of Gavin joining you driving you wild.

“Please, Gav,” you begged as Connor slowed his brutal pace, nearly bringing tears to your eyes. “Need you, please, please, please.”

You jumped as the door to the interrogation room slid open. Connor leaned forward and grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at Gavin as he entered.

Gavin palmed himself through his jeans as he neared, cheeks flushed and eyes alight. He cupped your cheek with his free hand and swiped his thumb over your bottom lip.

“Missed this mouth, sweetheart,” he murmured as he undid his jeans and released his length, allowing it to bob freely in front of your face. Your mouth watered as you watched him stroke himself. Connor straightened and gripped your ass as his strokes deepened, making your back arch.

You stuck your tongue out over your bottom lip and looked up at Gavin, inviting him in. He slapped his cock against your tongue, teasing you. The whine that left you was borderline pathetic, and Connor’s grip on you tightened.

Gavin was quick to indulge you and slide his cock passed your lips. You ran your tongue over the tip, moaning at the taste of him. Connor pulled out of you except for the tip before ramming into you. The force of his thrust sent Gavin’s cock deeper into your mouth, and you gagged slightly as a few tears formed.

“Jesus, tincan. Take it easy,” Gavin hissed, swiping a thumb across your cheek as you recovered, bobbing your head slowly.

Gavin ran a hand through your hair, tugging it slightly as he pulled you closer. Connor’s pace increased as he rocked into you, hitting that spongey spot inside you that had you moaning around Gavin’s cock.

You relaxed your jaw and hollowed your cheeks, allowing Gavin to use your mouth as he pleased. He groaned as he matched his thrusts to Connor’s, one pulling out while the other was pushing inside you.

“Feel so good, sweetheart. Almost like this pretty mouth was made for me,” Gavin praised, his thrusts becoming sloppier.

Connor reached a hand around you to rub tight circles around your clit. You let out a breathy moan and pushed your hips back his, forcing him impossibly deeper inside you.

It took almost no time for you to come around Connor’s cock. You squeezed around him as your orgasm washed over you. Gavin grunted as your moans sent vibrations down his length. Both men continued to rut inside you, riding out your high.

Gavin is the one to reach his peak first as his grip on your hair tightened, and he stilled as he came down your throat. You greedily slurped up everything he gave you, but still, some dribbled down the sides of your mouth. He pulled back slightly to give you room to breathe, but you keep your lips wrapped around his cock.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” Gavin whined as you lazily bobbed your head, milking him for every drop.

Connor followed immediately after, almost as if he was waiting for Gavin. His hips stuttered against your own, just as the aftershocks of your orgasm diverged dangerously close to overstimulation. He buried himself to the hilt as he twitched inside you, the thick ropes of his cum coating your walls.

Gavin pulled out with a shuddering breath as soon as Connor came, watching as the android detective filled you to the brim. Eventually, Connor’s thrusts slowed to a stop, and he slid out of you. His cum dripped down your thighs, and you whined at the emptiness.

Gavin lifted your chin and captured your lips in a soft kiss. You eagerly returned the kiss, savoring the way his lips felt against yours. A small part of you secretly missed that.

He pulled away, “You did good, sweetheart.”

You smiled at his praise, and he tucked himself back into his jeans. He spared a glance over his shoulder at Connor as he made his way to the door, “See ya, tincan.”

Connor uncuffed you, and you stretched your arms as he helped you get cleaned up. Once you were situated, he pressed a kiss to the inside of each wrist, frowning at the marks the cuffs left.

You ran a hand through his hair, “Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Immensely,” he quickly answered. “Human relationships are still confusing to me. Does this complicate your feelings toward Detective Reed?”

“No, I love you, Connor. That was purely physical,” you responded as you took his hand in yours. “Have you solved your case?”

“Yes,” he grinned, “I had it solved as soon as you started flirting with me.”

You rolled your eyes before standing. “Let’s go home,” you said as you dragged him toward the door.

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all-gummed-up-inside · 1 year

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You and Gavin are strictly platonic just friends, that’s what you guys always say anyways. But it’s getting harder and harder to say that when almost every other day you find yourselves barely dressed and idly grinding against each other. It always *starts* off innocently enough, whether that be you coming over for a wellness check on him or something else, then morphing into strictly just as *friends* cuddling to make him feel better, and somehow always ending with dry humping and confessing how much you love each other.

Really one minute you guys are cuddling while Gavin is ranting about his latest encounter with Elijah, the next he’s hiding his face in your neck as he nuzzles the tip of his cock against you, tip slick and boxers more than stained, whines and complaints muffled as he cums for the nth time that night. Completely forgetting why he was even angry in the first place. After awhile he finally gets settled down for the night, snuggling against your neck and letting out a faint “I love you” before promptly passing out <3

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fluffykiddosstuff · 2 years

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Gavin nsfw alphabet headcanons

A=Aftercare - What they do/act like after sex.

Would probably be a mess, doesn't want to do anything, just wanna lay down in the bed/couch with you and not moving for hours. Would just clean yourself and him up if you are both too much messy. Would just put his head on your chest and rubbing your back, maybe some soft words but it wouldn't happen often, then he feels asleep

B=Bondage - Are they into BDSM, and how far they’ll go if they have a green light.

Would maybe go for bondage or think like that but it think he would prefer classic sex than making a hole scene about it (just does a scene when you are being too flirty with someone else/ or too naughty with him)

C=Cum - pretty self-explanatory.

Loves cumming either on you or on your body, it feels him with pride it's like marking his territory for him. Likes when you cum on his finger or in his mouth, he likes when you are pleased

D=Dom - Are they dominant, submissive, a switch?

Would be 90% of time dominant except In some situations (with the rk900 or either he looses a bet with you)

E=Edgeplay - Similar to ‘Kinks’ except it’s a lot riskier than usual kinks (knifeplay, breathplay, etc.).

Would have something with guns, don't put bullets into it but he like putting a gun against your head and threatening you while you blowjob him (if you are not comfortable with it of course he wouldn't do it)

F=Fantasy - A fantasy of theirs (ex: a teacher/student fantasy).

Propably officer/detective or stealer/detective because of his work, he wants to make it a little bit more interesting

G=Got Caught - How they react when they get caught having sex.

Doesn't give a fuck, is just pissed because someone could see you, he is possessive and just want you for him, no others.

H=Hot Spots - A place that drives them crazy when stimulated (EX: neck).

I think his neck and chest are really sensible areas (if you kiss him on these spots he will go crazy for sure) , also likes it when you rub his head/back during/after sex

I=Intimacy - How romantic they are, or can be, before, during, or after sex.

Isn't usually romantic, more rough and degrading than anything else before and during but would totally praise you after, made you knowing how well you have done (if he had degrading you, if not it's just cuddles and no words)

J=Journey - Their ideal way of leading up to sex.

He LOVES when you tease him at work and then if you finish work before him, wait for him naked/in lingerie on his bed

K=Kinks - I’ll list a few of their kinks, be they the normalized ones or kinkier kinks.

Likes when you beg for him to continue/stop (with your consent and a safe word ofc) also like spanking you for being bad at work for teasing him in front of everyone

L=Location - Where they like to have sex at, do they like risky locations, etc.

Either on bed or couch, doesn't like non comfortable places and likes being intimate with you and only you (would only be in risky place if you tease him too much and he can't handle it)

M=Masturbation - How they are when they get themselves off, what they get themselves off to.

When you are away for days/a week he masturbate a lot, making scenarios that could happen between you two right now or when you came back. Mostly like to imagine you in doggy style and thinks about your mouth around his dicks and how great your private part is around him

N=NO - A few things that they will absolutely, under no circumstances, ever do.

Would never hurt you (knife, gun charged ect..) he doesn't like it thinking about his s/o being hurt by him, he want you to have fun not to be injured

O=On’s - Their top turn on’s that they have (things that’ll get them super horny super quickly).

You in lingeries or in his clothes, seing you in one of his underwear and shirt just drive his mind crazy.

P=Position - Their favorite position to have sex in.

He loves doggy style and missionary the most, just so he can see your face on missionary so he can pound deep into you and see how much you like it and doggy style so he can grab your hips and go rough really easy

Q=Quickie - Do they like it, do they prefer quickies over actual sex, etc.

Quickies aren't on his top favorite thing but if you tease him too much he will grab you in a peaceful room/place and will do his job so you both can be satisfied of your needs. Prefer to take his time to pleasure you tho

R=Rough - How rough they are, or get, when in bed.

get pretty rough, leave bruises on your hips and thighs. But if you are too tired after a day of work(him or you) would go slow and soft (it's not happening every day tho so be prepared)

S=Stamina - How long they can go before they tap out.

If he really want to punish you, could go all night so you know you are his and only his but usually would go for 2 or 3 rounds. Depends on yours and his day and how tired you both are

T=Toys - Do use toys, do they own them, what kind, etc.

Wouldn't have many toys but when you enter his life he brings like 1 vibrator 1 didlo and handcuffs from work, would use them on you when you have been really bad, maybe would but your phone on a phone call while a vibrator is on ur private part, you being blindfolded and handcuffed to the bed, so he can listen to your moans while he is busy at work

U=Unfair - How much they tease you, how they tease you, etc.

LOVES teasing you, at work, at home, during a family meeting, anywhere and at anytime with many people or not, he will tease you by grabbing your ass/tight and would maybe say some dirty things in your ears or text you so you get flustered

V=Volume - How loud they get when having sex, things they might say, etc.

Isn't really loud except when he is too tired to be top and would let you takes the leads also get louder when he as an orgasm. Would be on purpose louder if you have a neighbor that as been trying to flirt with you, again he is possessive and you are his.

W=Wild Card - a random letter for the character of your choice.

If it's your first time would be really gentle with you, and if you are insecure about your body would turn the lights off for your firsts time together until you are comfortable, he wants you to enjoy this as much as he do

X=X-Ray - How they look with their clothes off.

he’s a 6 inches, it isn't too long or thick it's just 🔥perfect🔥 for you, he as probably one tattoo or two (chest or on his tight) he also have a hairy body (arms, chest and legs) so I hope you like hairy mens

Y=Yearning - How often they need to have sex.

One or two times per week is good, he doesn't want to do it every night but like when he reminds you how much he likes your body and the sounds you make for him

Z=ZZZ - How quickly they fall asleep after having sex.

He is coffee addict soooo, if you want to do things like watching TV or just cuddle he is up for it as long it doesn't mean he as to move away from you, you would definitely falls asleep first and he would watch your face while you sleep, caressing it and smiling before going to bed hours after (did I say he was a coffee addict?)

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Soooo I hope you like this it's my first headcanon thing on Tumblr lol (and I wanted Gavin to be my first 🏃‍♀️💨) next time I think I'll do venom/eddie because I'm obsessed by these two lately lol

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